What had I done. My boyfriend, my Nico was in the infirmary, because of me. I'd lost control of my emotions and just acted. See, I love Nico to death, but sometimes, I just lose it. I can't believe it.
"Will?" One of my workers called from a room. "Nico's up."
I sprang up from my seat and raced in an orderly manner, mind you, to the room where my Nico was. "Nico?!" I yelled into his room. His face was ashen and he gave me a simple wave of a hand. I rushed over to him and placed a tender kiss atop his forehead.
"I'm so sorry." I said, meaning every syllable.
"T-that's okay William. P-please b-be m-more-" here Nico held his side and groaned.
"No no no no no." I stood up from where I was sitting and it dawned upon me what I had to do. So I called on the healing power of my father, Apollo. A golden ray of sunlight lit up my hands to heal my Nico. I slowly placed my hands onto his chest, where the ray glowed throughout Nico's body, and got to the wound. He slowly opened his eyes and touched where the wound once was.
"Will? What did you do?" He asked me articulately, though he knew exactly what I did because there was no way his serious wounds could be cured in seconds.
"That doesn't matter because now you're okay." I said, a wave of exhaustion rippling through me. I sat down quickly, taking Nico's hand. "Everything will be okay after I take a bit of a nap. 'Kay?" And then, I think I fell asleep.
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When Solangelo changed our Camp(DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionWill and Nico have been a couple for some time now, but when tragedy strikes, the camp must find a way to help them. (I do not own the rights to these characters, all rights to Rick Riordan)
